0 comments/ 155610 views/ 8 favorites Barb Goes Too Far By: GlennH This is the tenth and last story in the Cruise Series. When I started, I had no idea it would go this long. Up to now, I probably haven't been awful enough to Barb for the "kick her to the curb" crowd and I haven't made Glenn happy enough with Barb's terrible behavior for the cuckold crowd on the other end either. I have tried to be somewhat more realistic somewhere in between the two. When I started writing, I had no idea it would end up as it does. From the comments and ratings, there must be some out there who do enjoy these stories. Thank you for your encouragement. This story is longer than I wanted it to be but I wanted to bring this story line to a conclusion and not draw it out any longer. I apologize in advance for its length. Remember, it has all been a fictional story; these people are not real and none of this has really happened. But, bits and pieces of these stories, the way they act, react, and feel are oh so familiar -- too familiar for many of us. I have written these stories because I enjoyed the writing of them. This last story was very hard for me to write. I was surprised how long the whole series took and how hard it was to do. I hope you have enjoyed them with me and maybe, just maybe, you will look forward to the next story I am considering writing. It will be much lighter and shorter. So, hold on to your knickers as the scene unravels before us. ******************************** When I was driving Barb's Lexus SUV out of the lot, the attendant stopped me. He wanted to know what I was doing. I told him I was picking up my car. I helped him to check the registration and insurance cards in the glove box and compare them to my driver's license. I had bought the SUV as a present for Barb's birthday three years ago so all of the paperwork was in my name. I told him he could call inside if he wanted to talk to my wife. He wasn't able get any more information out of the people at the desk than I could have. He let me go. As Jake started driving for home, I set out toward Paula's ranch. My original plan was to go there and catch Barb in the middle of her sex romp and confront her. But as I drove, I was thinking about how everyone there would be on her side and possibly gang up on me. So, I started thinking of another plan. I didn't know if it was any better, but it would sure hurt her more in the end. Right then I was so angry I wanted to hurt her. When I got to the town near Paula's ranch, I hung out catching a movie I hadn't seen and having a great prime rib dinner until it was well after dark. I drove out to Paula's ranch turning the headlights off as I turned off the road onto the drive leading up to the house. The moon light was bright enough for me to see as I drove slowly and quietly as possible. I parked away from the house up by the barn facing the drive out and pointing down hill. My plan was to slip into the house undetected. I hoped they would all be busy enough with each other I could get away with it. But, oh shit, the back door was locked. Barb always insists on sleeping with the windows open no matter what the weather; so I checked around the house to see if there was an open window. Sure enough there was. The room was dark but I cautiously peeked in to make sure it was not occupied. After climbing in the window, I went to the hallway door. I listened to see if I could hear anyone. The only voices I could hear were muffled and seemed distant so I cautiously opened the door just enough to look out. The bedroom door was in the darkened hallway between the kitchen and the other rooms in the house. I slipped into the hallway and peeked into the kitchen to make sure it was empty too as I didn't want anyone coming up behind me. Then I tip toed down to the entry to the living room. There, I could hear their voices quite clearly. I noticed a video camera on a bookshelf just inside the living room entrance. The red light was on. Next to it were several memory cards in their little plastic cases and one just laying out on the shelf next to the camera. I slowly peeked around the corner to see Barb nude on her hands and knees. Everyone in the room was naked. Peeking around the corner, I could see there was one man behind Barb obviously fucking her up her ass as another was shoving his cock into her throat. She stopped sucking the one to tell the other to ream her ass real hard and deep or she wouldn't let him touch her anymore the rest of her visit. Betty was sitting in a nearby chair sucking a third man as she told Barb she would keep him hard so he could have his turn at her ass too. Just as the first one was done coming in her ass and the one in her mouth was moving in behind her, the third man was moving over to fuck her face. Unlike when I watched Barb fuck Jake and Sue, my cock was not hard at all. During all the motion, I quietly reached over and grabbed the video camera, the open memory card, and one of the unused ones too. I was retreating to the kitchen when Ruth came out of a bedroom door which was on the other side of the bookcase in the living room. She was halfway down the dark hallway toward the kitchen before she saw me. I put my finger to her lips to keep her quiet and pulled her into the kitchen with me. After all these years, I was finally seeing Ruth completely nude. Considering her age, she was lovely. Her dark soft skin was almost wrinkle free, her breasts were full with dark thick nipples and wide areolas and very little sag, her pussy hair was dark and almost as thick as Barbs, and her hips and thighs were chubby like both her daughters'. She asked me how long I had been there. I told her long enough. She watched and gasped as I turned the video camera toward her. I asked her to turn around for me and she did. I asked her if she enjoyed being with her daughters. She said she did. I asked her if she had enjoyed Lucy's men friends. She said in all the years she had been visiting there, she had never had sex with any of the men. Lucy, Paula, Betty, and now Barb too, but, never any of the men. Then she showed me her wedding ring still on her finger. She said Burt would never do any of the things these women do for her. She had tried years ago to get him to try some of these things but he adamantly refused. He had wondered if these visits were where she got such perverted ideas about what husbands should do for their wives; but, he had never tried to stop her from visiting either. He only commented about her being happier and more relaxed when she returned from her visits. She always told him he was the only man for her and she had never had another. He never brought it up and would never let her talk about it. Ruth said Burt was just a stubborn man from way back who believed men didn't put their mouths on a woman's privates as it would turn him sissy, only whores would take a man in their mouth and only a dirty nasty whore would take him in her ass. Ruth went on to say Betty told her Tom was just like her father but in reality, Tom wasn't interested in Betty because he was gay. He just got tired of trying to pretend and times and society had changed enough, he just didn't have to anymore. Those golfing and fishing trips weren't just his hobbies. Then Ruth said she had been fucked in the ass with dildos and strap ons and had sucked them in her mouth but had never had a real man's cock in either place her whole life. She wanted to experience those but Burt wouldn't and she had never found another man she was willing to do them with. She had always liked, loved, and respected me ever since Barb had brought me into their lives. She asked me if I would let her suck my cock and if I would put it in her ass so she could know what it was really like. I told her if she was sure, I would be honored. I sat the video camera on the table so I could remove my pants and boxers. Ruth slipped her wedding ring off and laid it on the table. When I looked at her with a questioning eye, she said theirs' are there too. I didn't see them at first until I looked closer and saw them in the ashtray in between the cigarette butts and ashes. I had a momentary day dream envisioning the sneer on Barb's face and comment she might have made as she tossed her rings, "the token of my love for her", into that filthy ash tray. I moved over to where Ruth was sitting in a chair so she could softly grasp my half hard cock and bring it to her lips. She kissed it all over before opening her lips to let her tongue come out and lick it on the underside of the head. Then, she slowly slipped the crown into her mouth closing her lips around it as her eyes focused on my face. She swirled her tongue around the head and slowly pulled it out of her mouth. The next suck brought my stiffer cock deeper into her mouth as her hand pumped up and down my shaft. Her sucks got faster and deeper with more mouth and less hand. My hands were caressing her heavy tits and rolling her nipples. I told her she needed to stop if she wanted me to be in her ass too as I would not be able to get another erection very quickly. She said she loved the feel of a real cock; it was so much better than the fake ones. It was so much softer, smoother, and warmer. Part of it was she loved me and enjoyed seeing in my face how much I was enjoying her giving herself to me. I moved her to lying on her tummy on the table with her butt out and up and I moved the video camera over to the kitchen counter. I moved up behind my mother and on impulse drove my stiff cock right up her hairy cunt. I wanted her and I decided to just take her. I held her by her hips and leaned back as I thrust myself into her so I could watch my hard cock slide into her hairy lips and pull back out. I was enjoying that too much and I was afraid I would come. Remembering my promise to fuck her ass, I stopped. I was going to use some butter from the butter dish on the table as lubricant until I realized she was still quite lubricated from someone else's earlier attention to her ass. She was relaxed enough from earlier I could easily slide my average sized cock into her ass. Whatever had been there earlier was probably bigger than me. I watched my cock slide into my mother's ass. It was so soft, smooth and tight yet easily yielding as she pushed her ass back to take me into her depths. She was such a luscious fuck; God how I loved it. I reached around her to gently hold her soft breasts as I pulled myself into her warm ass again and again. Ruth started moaning and telling me how good it felt compared to the strap ons. My real cock was softer and more flexible so it filled her without forcing her insides to straighten out. I leaned down to tell her how lovely she was and now I knew where her daughters got their sexy bodies. I asked her if she wanted me to come inside her. She said, "Oh yes, please." My thrusts were quicker and deeper until I froze holding myself deep in her ass. I was breathless as spurt after spurt shot deep into my mother's ass. She sat back in the chair and watched as I pulled my pants back on. I took the memory card out of the video camera replacing it with the unused one. I put both used memory cards in my pants pocket along with Barb's wedding ring from the ash tray. I saw Barb's purse on top of the refrigerator so I took it down. I took the locator sending unit out of the makeup bag. I no longer gave a shit where she went or who she was with. My original plan was to exchange the new Lexus key with the one on her key ring after she got back home; it was just so convenient to do it then. I took her Lexus key off her key ring and replaced it with the one I had picked up from the salvage yard. I also took the two credit cards which were in both our names leaving only the one in her name only before placing her purse back on top of the refrigerator. I asked Ruth not to tell Barb I had been there before I started the video camera recording and slipped down the hallway to put it back on the shelf where I had found it. They were still all so busy with each other they didn't notice my return. Two of the men were fucking Betty front and back as Barb was riding the third as he lay on his back. I couldn't tell if he was in her cunt or ass. As I slipped quietly down the hallway to the dark bedroom, I realized I really didn't give a damn at all where he was fucking her or even who in the hell he was. I made it back to the SUV and coasted straight down the hill past the house before turning the key to start the engine. Thankfully, the engine was quiet enough; they never knew I had been there. I drove into the night to get back home. I only had 7 days to get everything done and taken care of in preparation for Barb's return. It was two in the morning by the time I got home. Exhausted after the long drive and all the turmoil from my thoughts and memories during the drive, I crashed into bed and instantly fell asleep. I woke up late in the morning. As I was making coffee and breakfast, I called Jake to tell him I had made it home and what I had found. He told me to contact him when I was ready for the next part of our plan. We had a friend, Charlie, who had oooed and ahhhed over Barb's Lexus whenever he saw it ever since I had bought it for her. I called him and offered to sell it to him if he was interested. He asked how much; so I told him half way between the wholesale value and the Kelly blue book value. We could look them up online in a few minutes. He said that sounded fair as he would never find one at that kind of price on a dealer's lot; especially one he knew the history of. I asked him to meet me at our credit union Tuesday morning which would give him time to arrange for financing. As I hung up I thought "That was easy!" It made me laugh. I got in my car and drove into the city to a jeweler. I hired him to take the diamonds out of Barb's wedding rings and replace them with same sized cubic zircons. When he asked what was up as he didn't want to be involved in anything illegal. I told him my wife was a cheating slut. Right then she was off somewhere other than where she told me she was going so she could get fucked by a bunch of people. Her love for me was fake so the diamonds in her wedding rings should be too. He said it would take a couple of days but I could pick them up on Wednesday. It was late afternoon by the time I got back home. There were no calls or messages from Barb; that was good news. Evidently Ruth had kept her mouth shut or Barb just didn't care anymore. I found Barb's emergency call list for her office so I could call her boss, Fred Sanford, at home. I told him who I was and asked him if he had been having problems in their office lately. Without commenting on my question, he asked why I would ask. I told him I had information I thought he would find very interesting. I asked him if I could meet him at their office the next morning. He said he would see me at 10:30 but it would need to be quick as he had another meeting at 11:00. It was Sunday afternoon, I was wound up and anxious so I spent the time downloading the two memory cards I took from Lucy's video camera and off the shelf. I watched as Barb and Betty arrived at Paula's house; hugs and kisses everywhere with Ruth all aghast confronted with her nudity in front of Barb. Barb hugged her mother to her as she kissed her. Her hands caressed her mother's tits before dropping so she could shove two fingers into Ruth's hairy cunt. When the kiss ended, Barb pulled off her sundress revealing her nude body to her mother. Barb pulled her mother's mouth to her tits telling her to kiss and suck them as Lucy recorded it all. The party moved into the living room where Barb, wearing a strap on, was laying on the floor pulling Ruth down onto her fake cock by pulling on her nipples. Betty, also wearing a strap on, moved in behind her mother pulling her ass cheeks apart so she could smear globs of anal lube into her asshole. Lucy had moved slowly all around the trio filming their incestuous double fuck from every angle and up close. Rather than being taken, Ruth was delightfully giving herself to her daughters. Clearly each one of the three was loving what was happening. Ruth had tears of joy streaming down her face as she fucked her self down onto Barb's stiff appendage and Barb sucked her swaying tits as Betty used her hands to move one then the other to her sister's mouth. Ruth was having one orgasm after another as her daughters both fucked her and told her how much they loved her. Soon, Paula and Lucy had joined in; then five women were forming different groupings as they touched, kissed, caressed, sucked, and fucked each other. I finally got to the scene where Betty and Barb were taking off their wedding rings and tossing them into the ash tray. Betty had taken hers off first saying how she wished Tom could see how other men thought she was still a sexy fuckable woman and how he deserved being treated like trash by her going around behind his back. Then she had tossed his wedding rings into the ash tray. Barb took her wedding rings off saying she was looking forward to the next several days with multiple men and didn't want anything holding her back from enjoying it to the fullest. Then she said, "Wouldn't Glenn just shit if he could see me now?" and laughing as she tossed her rings into the ash tray too. What happened next really surprised me. Betty handed Barb something saying, "Take these; they will help you enjoy this so much more." Without hesitation, Barb swallowed them right down. Barb was taking some kind of drugs to enhance her sexual experience. I had never known Barb to take recreational drugs; EVER. There were so many things I really never knew about her. My first thought was, "The Bitch! The Fucking Bitch!" And my second thought was, "Why does anything she does still surprise me?" With that anger raging in my body, I called Jake. I told him the poker game should be on the following Tuesday evening. If he could get the two other guys there, I would try to get the guest of honor there. He said he had talked to the guys who understood what was going on and what was to happen. They were all agreeable so it should work. He told me he wasn't willing to risk what he had with Sue to do this. He had told Sue everything and she wanted to be part of making this work too. Sue told him this had gone way past married couples having fun. Ever since Barb had fucked Jake with her ass, she had felt angry and betrayed. Now after hearing everything else Barb had done, she was willing to cut her loose. Her behavior was too irresponsible and dangerous; for her, for them, for all of us. The rest I had downloaded was more of the same. Then the men showed up and not too long after that I had taken over the camera. The last part was where I got to see and remember being with Ruth in the kitchen. In the middle of all this fucking mess, that had been enjoyable for me. I really liked her; always had. I had enjoyed fucking her mouth, cunt, and ass. She was a luscious fuck just like her daughters. She wasn't innocent but she wasn't part of the problem either. She had given herself to me just as joyously as she had given herself to her daughters. This was one clip I would treasure and view again and again long after all this mess was over. The next morning was Monday; this was going to be a busy day. I had breakfast nude on the deck. Even without Barb there, I enjoyed being nude in the morning sun on my deck. After showering and getting ready, I found the call list again so I could call Stan's house. It was after 8:00 so Stan should be at work. Whoever answered shouldn't be Stan. His wife answered the phone. I told her who I was. I went on to say her husband, Stan, and my wife were having an affair. Before I could get much farther, she cut in to tell me she knew all about it. She had even watched them having sex at their house on one of their lunch breaks. Barb Goes Too Far She was so glad Barb was having him fuck her in her ass because he almost killed her every time he had tried it with her. He was just too big for her. She couldn't believe how my wife's ass could take such a monster and how much she loved it. Barb had sure taken the pressure off her. She had expected this day would come when I would call after I found out; hoping it wouldn't have been so soon. I asked her how long this had been going on between Stan and Barb. She told me it had started about March. That would have been not too long after "we" really I had got revenge on Tom Anderson. I had thought things were getting better and going well between us; but she had been fucking Stan all along. She said she was sorry for me and the pain I was probably going through; but she wasn't interested in hearing from me anymore. Then, she hung up on me. Now, that was a surprise. I guessed I didn't need the second CD after all. I made sure I was on time for my meeting with Barb's boss. I got to the office and waited a few minutes before his secretary asked me to step into his office. I said hello shaking his hand before I handed him the CD and sat down in the chair near his desk. I told him to go ahead and watch the video clip on the CD. As it was booting up, I again asked him if there were some phantom problems going on in their office. He said as a matter of fact some unexplained issues were causing some difficulties with their customers. I watched his face as he watched and listened. I asked him if he had ever seen Barb naked before. He said no but she was as lovely as he always thought she would be. He didn't want to offend me but he had always wondered what her big tits looked like. Since I was the one showing him the clip, I was obviously OK with him looking. I could see his face flush and breathing quicken as he watched Stan fucking Barb's ass and listened as she encouraged him on as she loved it. Then his whole face changed to a different red as he listened to Stan's plan to sabotage him and take over the office. I had ended the clip when it got to where Betty got involved. Fred thanked me for the heads up. He said now he knew who was causing the problems it would be easy to pinpoint what was going on and put an end to it. He asked me if I realized Stan was his nephew. I told him I did and I was sorry. He told me not to be sorry; Stan was the one who was going to be sorry. I told him Stan's wife was in on it too. He said that figured. I could only guess what that meant; but then, she hadn't seemed upset at all when she told me about it. Then I told him there was going to be a poker party at the address on the paper I was handing him. I told him he was going to be the guest of honor if he would come. I suggested he bring a digital camera with a fresh 4 GB memory card and new batteries because he was really going to enjoy this. He was going to see and do things he had might have dreamed about but never believed would ever happen. I suggested he wait until after the poker party to decide what he wanted to do about Barb. As far as I could see, she had not been any part of Stan's plan to get him axed. He said he would call me and let me know. My next stop was at our bank where I closed both of the house accounts and my checking and savings accounts. I dove over to another bank and opened new savings and checking accounts in my name only. Then I drove over to the next little town where I found a bank with safe deposit boxes. I had talk to the manager to be allowed to rent a box without opening an account but he eventually relented and let me do it. By the time I got home again, I was hungry so I ate a sandwich as I looked up lawyers in the phone book. I called a few before I found one who sounded like someone I wanted to do business with. I made an appointment for the next afternoon. We could listen to each other and decide if we went forward together after that. I spent the rest of the day downloading everything onto CDs, making copies for my lawyer, and getting everything together which needed to go to the safe deposit box. Tuesday morning, I met Charlie at the credit union. He had arranged with them to get a loan to cover the cost of the SUV as it was well below the loan value. I had been making extra payments on it all along to pay it off early; so my payoff was well below what he was borrowing. We both sat with the same loan officer which made the paperwork simpler. In less than an hour, he was a proud buyer and I had a little over $7,000 cash in my hand and one less debt. My next stop was at the post office where I rented a post office box and arranged for all my mail to be delivered there instead of at the house. Then it was back to home where I called my credit card companies. I updated my mailing address, arranged to pay off the balances in full, and have Barb's name removed from both accounts. I also asked them to reissue the cards with new account numbers to help me with my security which they were more than willing to do for me. I still had time to eat a leisurely lunch on the deck before I needed to leave for the lawyer's office. When I walked into Brad Barton's office and shook his hand, I was almost stunned. With his rounded shoulders and slightly overweight body in addition to his round face and pointy nose, he looked amazingly like a badger. They are extremely ferocious animals in the wild. I was hoping this was an omen of good things for me in the shitty mess which was about to start taking place in my life. We sat down together in his office. I told him all I knew about what had gone on and was going on right then. I handed him the manila folder with everything in it to document what I had told him. He told me he was sure he could help me work my way through this mess. This was one he was sure he could keep the upper hand in and push her into. He sat there for a few minutes before taking a deep breath and starting in. He asked me if I wanted a divorce or did I still love her enough to give her another chance. I told him I did still love her; always had and always will. I couldn't help it. But, I didn't trust her anymore. There are three things in true love; faith, respect, and trust. He has the faith in her that everything she does, whether he knows about it or not, will take into consideration his and their well being. He can trust her with everything he has and to know every little thing about his life; his fears, desires, hopes, and past. She would never betray him or use any of that to hurt him. He respects her as a person for who and what she is, her character, morals, and integrity. These three hold love up like a three legged stool; when any one is gone, the other two fall away immediately too and true love is gone. I no longer trusted her, had respect for her, or had any faith in her. I loved her because of who I am and our past together; but, I could never have an ongoing loving relationship with her ever again. I told him I wanted her out of my house and my life but I wanted to minimize the personal and financial destruction in my life as much as possible. He asked me again if I there was any possibility I would change my mind some day and take her back. I told him I couldn't ever see that happening but, "any possible chance ever?" I had to admit there might possibly be some extremely small chance someday way in the future after things had changed in impossible ways to imagine. He began again by suggesting a legal separation in conjunction with a restraining order. With her sneaking men and who knows who else into our house and having used drugs to enhance her experience at Paula's place, he believed he could put the two together to convince a judge to grant a restraining order keeping her away from our house along with away from me and my work place. With the separation, we would be legally financially separated immediately but we could postpone selling the house and other assets out right until there was an actual divorce settlement. I told him what I had done with our bank accounts and credit cards. He said that was fine; we would just have to wait until she got her own lawyer and see how they responded to all this. We would deal with things as they came up. I told him I knew when and where I wanted the restraining order and separation papers served, but it was after normal working hours. He said he could help me contact the deputy sheriff who served papers in our area and work that out with him. I would have to pay his overtime but he knew personally the guy had gone through his own messy divorce and would probably be willing to work with me. Then Brad got very blunt. He told me from what I had told him, it sounded like Barb was an addict. It didn't matter if it was drugs, alcohol, gambling, sex, or what ever; addicts whose lives were spinning out of control got worse and worse as they spiraled down until they hit bottom. It didn't sound to him like Barb had hit bottom yet. It was quite possible she wouldn't be focused enough to get a lawyer and follow through with what it would take to mount a response to what he was doing; at least not for some time. The worse she got and the more she did would all add to what we could eventually use. The lawyer concluded by telling me divorces were always a mess and people always get hurt. He was going to help me get through this. He was going to take the fight to her and I was going to get my money's worth. Then he told me to go home, wait for his phone call, and let him do what needed to be done. I went home, cooked myself a good dinner, and spent the rest of the evening listening to quiet music, sipping my favorite wine, and reading once again one of my favorite books. Wednesday was going to be a busy day. After my breakfast and coffee nude on my deck, I got ready to go back into town. I had not slept well the night before and was having to push myself to follow my plan. My first stop was at a car dealership advertising a 2001 Buick Century. When Betty had visited us, she was driving one about that old. I thought it would be so appropriate for Barb to match Betty in just one more way. They were asking almost five grand for it but it was only worth about three. I offered them $2800 cash on the spot. The dingle berry tried to dicker me up. I told him I was walking away with my cash in 30 seconds and I would never come back as there are a lot of cars for sale. He took it. I told him I would pick the car up the next day. My next stop was at the jeweler's where Barb's wedding rings were ready to be picked up. When he showed them to me, I took a good hard look at them. He had done a very good job of matching both the size and appearance of the diamonds with cubic zircons. I paid him in cash taking the rings in one small envelope and the real diamonds in another. After lunch, I went to the bank where the new safe deposit box was. I put in almost all of the rest of the cash and the diamonds along with all the copies of everything I had up that point and the other valuables from the house I wanted out of harms way. Then, I went back home where I spent the afternoon going around the house making a list of all the things I would need to pack when I kicked Barb's sorry ass out. She was going to need to be able to go to work and have her life somewhere else without coming back to the house. That evening, I checked back in with Jake. I told him what had happened up to that point and asked him to help me get her car home from the dealership the next evening. He told me the poker game was all set up and everyone knew what was expected of them. Again, I slept very fitfully that night. I was systematically dismantling our life together just as Barb had gone about tearing it up with her cheating and betrayals. It was horrible for me inside to see myself doing these things. I had yet to actually see her face to face after her latest fiasco. I had a plan; but how was it really going to work out? I spent all day Thursday lounging around on my deck resting as I lay nude in the sun. I thought about how Barb had been the love of my life and now that was over. The old song had said, "You wonder if this heart of mine will loose its desire for you? .....Never my Love." Now, she had drug "never" screaming and kicking over the finish line; the self-serving, lying, hedonistic Bitch! I might end up some day with another woman, but I would never love as deeply or as freely and unguarded as I had loved Barb. "Loved Barb" I was already thinking in the past tense. That afternoon, the lawyer called to set up an appointment for the next day at his office. Later that evening, Jake and I brought Barb's new car home and parked it in the driveway. I had a quiet dinner and evening alone in my house. I was beginning to realize how many alone days there would be ahead. Resting all day had been good for me as I wasn't sleeping well at night. Friday, I made it to my appointment with my lawyer. Brad had been able to get the restraining order as we had hoped and the separation papers were all in order ready to be served. He asked me one more time if I was really ready to go through with all this or was there any chance I would take her back. I assured him I was going through with this; all the way through to the complete and final end. He gave me the information to contact deputy sheriff Boyd who would serve her so I could try to make the arrangements I desired. I told him I had sold her Lexus we still owed money on and used part of the cash from that sale to buy her another car outright. He asked if it was a piece of shit or a real car. I told him it paled compared to her Lexus, but it was a decent and serviceable car. I did not tell him about her wedding rings or the poker game coming up. I took the papers he gave me and left his office. At home, I called Deputy Boyd. I arranged for him to serve her the legal papers Tuesday night about midnight at our house. He told me what it was going to cost and how the arrangements would be made to pay for it. If everything went according to my plan, she would be out on the front lawn and easy to find when he got there. All he needed at that point was to come by my house that afternoon to pick up the papers from me. I started taking down three of the cameras I had installed at our house to use at Jake and Sue's house for the poker game. I moved them and my laptop over to their house that evening. Jake helped me install them and check the system out before I left. When I went to bed that night, I knew everything was all set up just waiting for her. That night was my first decent night's sleep since I returned from Paula's place. Saturday, I drove over to the spa where Barb was supposed to be having the pampering time of her life. I dropped off an envelope with her name on it at the guard shack for the spa parking lot. The letter inside told her that her car had been stolen, used in a robbery and then wrecked in the ensuing police car chase. She needed Betty to take her to the bus station in town. There was a bus ticket home in the envelope. When she was getting on the bus she should call me and I would pick her up at the bus station when she arrived. I had already dealt with the police and the insurance company; so all she needed to do was come home. I would fill her in on the rest when she got home. I had not been able to contact her inside the spa as they told me it was not enough of an emergency to warrant violating their no communication policy. I told the attendant when she showed up asking about her car to check her ID and give her the envelope. I had only been home for a couple of hours when I got the phone call. She was upset and her voice was rattled. I explained the story to her again and asked if Betty was still there so she could get a ride to the local bus station. She said she would take care of it and call me again when she got on the bus. About an hour later, she called again telling me her bus would arrive about 1 am. This time she was speaking in short phrases and then muffled the phone while she talked to someone; Betty I was guessing. I had no idea what she was scheming this time but I really didn't care. I practiced telling the car story over and over trying to keep a straight face and make the right amount of eye contact. It turned out the hardest part was when she arrived and I had to give her a big hug and a kiss telling her how much I missed her. I should have practiced that one. During the car ride home, I told her the police were holding her car as evidence but they had let me get her personal stuff out of the glove compartment after inventorying and photographing it. Once they were done with her car, the insurance company would take it from them and handle all that business. The whole thing could easily take months; so I had bought her a car to use in the mean time until we could get the whole mess straightened out. When we pulled up in our driveway, she could see the Buick. She said it looked a lot like Betty's car; but I could see the disappointment in her face. When I had told her I had bought her another car, she had obviously been hoping for something a lot nicer than that. I said in a cheery voice, "Yea, but it will get you buy in the meantime." I was really thinking, "Yea, that's just the beginning, Bitch!" Inside the house, Barb tried to be affectionate with me. I told her I had gotten a prostate infection while she was gone and it would be a few more days on my medicine before I would be able to have an erection without it being terribly painful. We were both tired after a long day and we just needed to go to bed. I shifted the attention to her by noting how tired she looked after spending a whole week in the spa. I told her I was expecting her to look all refreshed and invigorated. She just agreed it had been a long day and the stress of the car and all had worn her down. Sunday was strange from the beginning. I didn't want to do nude coffee on the deck feigning not wanting to get an erection. She readily bought into that -- way too readily. I suspected she had hickeys or bite marks she didn't really want me to see. It was sort of an unspoken stand off; both suspicious but glad not to be doing it. She spent the day relaxing in the house and resting up as she had to go back to work the next day. Every time I had to be near her, I asked about her spa experience. She kept making vague remarks about mud baths and such obviously in a hurry to get out of another conversation. Sunday evening, the phone rang. She jumped to answer it probably afraid it was Betty or Paula and not wanting me involved in any of that. I let her answer it knowing it was probably Jake. He was supposed to call her and tell her she needed to come over to his place Monday evening after work. He was to tell her he had her wedding rings and some video memory cards and a plan for her to get them all back without me knowing anything about it. She took the bait and agreed to meet him. After she hung up the phone, she told me it was Sue and she was going to meet with her after work the next day to tell her all about her spa adventure. Monday morning we were like polite strangers each going about our business getting ready to go our separate ways to work. I arranged to get off work a little early so I could get to Jake's house before Barb. I was upstairs in their guest bedroom watching on my laptop when Barb entered their living room. Jake and Sue were wearing only robes as they sat on the couch with Barb facing them sitting in a chair. Jake told Barb I had been suspicious of her and Betty after what had happened at our house so I had asked him to check up on her at the spa. He had followed her and Betty to the spa parking lot and then on to her aunt's place. When he had gone inside one evening to see what was going on there, he had seen her being fucked in the ass by other men. He had taken two video memory cards and her wedding rings he found in the kitchen. He showed her a short video clip on his laptop of her with her mother and Betty and then her getting fucked. Barb Goes Too Far Barb began to cry saying she would do anything to keep me from finding out about this and get her wedding rings back so the whole thing could just go away. Jake told her it was good she was willing to do anything because that was exactly what she was going to do. He told her to stand up and take all her clothes off. Barb looked at Sue and asked if she was going to let this happen to her. Sue told her, "Baby Girl, you brought this on yourself. It is about time you learned your lesson. Get naked now!" Barb stood up and took her clothes off. I could see I had been correct; she still had what looked like a couple of fading hickeys on her tits. Jake told her to come over and kneel in front of him. When she did, he began caressing her tits twisting and pulling her nipples. As he worked over the tits he had so often desired, he began telling her how she was going to get her wedding rings back. He told her to come back to their house the next evening by 6 pm. It didn't matter what she wore there as he would have her outfit ready for her to change into. She was going to be the hostess for his monthly poker party and she was going to do whatever she was told to do without hesitation or question. He lifted her big tits up by pulling and twisting her nipples as he asked her if she agreed to all this. She moaned out her agreement as her lust gurgled from deep in her throat. Jake pushed her over onto her back on the living room carpet so he could straddle her chest and begin fucking his cock between her big soft tits. After a couple of minutes of him enjoying her tits, Sue told him to go ahead and fuck Barb's ass. "After all that crap about you not getting to fuck her ass, it turns out she lets just about anybody do it. Go ahead and ream her shitter." As Jake moved down to shove his stiff cock into Barb's ass, Sue squatted over her face telling her to eat Jake's come out of her. In just a short time, all three were moaning out their orgasmic pleasure. After Barb was dressed, Jake reminded her to be on time and to not even think about not showing up. By that time, I had already left out the back door so I would be home ahead of her. When she got home, I asked her how it went at Sue's house. She could have told me what they were trying to do to her, come clean about it all, and asked me to help her. Instead, she said it went great and Sue had invited her back again the next night for a women's night in so she would be very late getting home. I should probably not wait up for her. She would try to let herself in quietly and not wake me. The next day, I left our house a little after Barb and hung back while driving to Jake's house so she wouldn't see me. By the time Jake was leading Barb into their bedroom to change into her outfit for the evening, I was upstairs in the guest bedroom monitoring it all. Instead of just giving her the outfit for her to change into, Jake told her to take all of her clothes off while he stood there watching. When Barb was naked, Jake handed her the thong bottom to the skimpy bikini I had bought for her. When she pulled it up her legs, the small patch of red, white, and blue only covered a narrow strip of pubic hair right up the middle of her pussy and the string up her ass didn't cover anything. He handed her the matching top, telling her to hurry up. The patches of material barely covered her nipples and areolas leaving the undersides, sides and tops of her big tits fully on display. Looking at the thick mat of dark pubic hair sticking out on both sides of the thong and her almost naked tits, Barb told Jake he couldn't possibly expect her to wear this in front of these strange men. He told her of course she would. By the end of the evening, she wouldn't be wearing even that much. Jake told her to get her ass down to the kitchen to help Sue finish getting the snacks ready. Jake's two friends arrived right on time and they proceeded directly to the living room where the table and chairs were already set up for "the game". As they were dividing the chips and getting the cards ready, Sue sent Barb out with the first round of cold drinks. Both men's eyes were wide as they both exclaimed their approval for the evening's hostess. One asked Jake if his wife was OK with this. Sue was in the doorway listening and told them to feel free to have their fun. She wouldn't get in the way and no, she was not going to participate too. As the game began, Barb stayed in the room beside Jake. His hands roved all over her caressing her tits, pulling a handful of her exposed cunt hair, fondling her ass. After a few minutes of this, the next man pulled her over to him feeling perfectly free to touch her anywhere and anyway he wanted. As all this happened, Barb kept looking at the empty fourth chair with its unattended stack of chips. She had to be wondering who else was supposed to be there too. Before long, the third man had Barb on his lap with her legs spread wide as he caressed her pussy lips through the thin material with one hand and rubbed her big tits with his other. As he had Barb's face turned to him kissing her with his tongue deep in her mouth, she heard Sue talking to someone as she led them into the room. When Barb turned her head to look, there stood Fred Sanford, her boss. She was sitting on this stranger's lap with one of his hands in her almost naked crotch and his other hand rolling her stiff nipple under its skimpy coving as her boss stood there and stared at her. Sue told Fred to give her his camera and for Barb to give their latest arrival a big hug to greet him. As Barb gave him the hug, his big paw came up to caress her tit and Sue got it all with his camera. Jake told Fred his chair was waiting and it looked like it was his turn in line with the hostess. Fred pulled Barb by the hand to his chair where he sat down pulling her onto his lap like he had seen her with the previous man. He pulled Barb's face to his to kiss her mouth as his hands were all over her. He pulled her top off so he could play with her naked big tits he had looked at and drooled over for so long. He stopped kissing her to lift her big soft tit up to stick the thick stiff nipple into his mouth and suck it. He stood her up in front of him so he could get to her other tit. As he rolled it sideways between his teeth, he pulled it up and out using his neck. He shoved her thong bottoms down her legs. Pushing her legs wider apart, he shoved two fingers up her sopping hairy cunt. Barb's face was almost pale as she looked from one man to another and then at Sue who was dutifully taking a video clip of it all. It was just beginning to dawn on her; this was just the first time of many he was going to use her. Then, her head tilted back as her first orgasm washed over her. She grabbed his head and looked into his eyes as she hunched her cunt into his churning fingers riding out wave after wave of her orgasm. Jake, having removed his clothes, was standing beside her guiding her down into his empty chair. He shoved his cock into her mouth as he told Fred he should take his clothes off too so he could fuck her. The quickly naked Fred shoved Barb over the table and jammed his stiff cock deep up her wet pussy in one thrust. He grabbed her hips and slammed his cock deep into her again and again as hard as he could. Then he pulled her head up and turned her face to him using a handful of her hair so he could talk to her as he fucked her. "I hear you like to be fucked in the ass." Barb said yes. He pulled out of her cunt using one hand to guide his slimy cock up her ass. As he kept thrusting his stiff dick into her ass, he told her how great her ass felt on his cock and how much he was going to enjoy their weekly reviews of her accounts in his office. Then he froze as he shot rope after rope of thick come into her depths. Jake pulled Barb around to lie across one corner of the table so her face hung off the opposite side. He told Fred to come around and fuck her mouth. As Fred put his cock all slimy with come from her ass into her mouth another man moved in behind Barb and slammed his cock into her ass. With one man fucking her ass, Barb sucked and licked her boss's cock all clean and back into another erection. Just as the man fucking Barb's ass was finishing coming inside her, Fred said he wanted to fuck her pussy again. So they had Fred lay on the floor putting Barb over his stiff cock as the man who had just come in her ass shoved his smelly limp cock into her mouth. Then Jake's other friend shoved his cock into Barb's ass. One by one, they all fucked her ass and then her mouth. After that, Jake told them they could fuck her any way they wanted for as long as it pleased them. Jake came up stairs to where I was and asked me if that was what I had in mind. I told him I thought it had gone perfectly. I had already burned a CD of the evening's activities up the last ass to mouth fuck. I reminded Sue to not let Barb clean herself up before she sent her home. I had everything I needed so I was on my way home to wait for Barb's return. It was over and hour and a half before Barb's Buick finally came driving up into our driveway. I called the deputy asking him to give me 10 minutes before he got there. I was waiting for her when she parked her car and got out. I pulled her in between my rig and the garage door. I told her to lift her skirt up, spread her legs, and show me her pussy and ass. Barb started fidgeting saying she couldn't do that in the front yard, the neighbors might see. I told her we were pretty much out of sight but if it happened, I was OK with that so go ahead and hurry up about it. When she said no, she wouldn't do it; I spun her around pushing her over the hood of my rig. Holding her there with one hand on her back, I pulled her skirt up to her shoulders. Her ass and cunt were bare as she wasn't wearing any panties. I pushed my legs between her knees shoving one hand up into her ass crack and cunt. I asked her what this stuff was I was finding. Barb started crying saying how Jake had forced her to do it. I told her that was bullshit; she had never done anything sexual she didn't want to do and this had been no exception. Barb said Jake had blackmailed her, so I asked about what? She said Jake knew one of her secrets and she had to do this with "those men" to protect herself. I told her she and I did not have any secrets; remember? Tell me all about it. What in the hell could he know which was so terrible that I don't know? She said, "It's bad; I can't tell you. You won't like it. It will be too much." I showed Barb my hand. "This is the come of several men in my wife's ass and cunt; THIS is too much. Remember telling Betty you wanted a gang bang on the cruise and you wanted me to know about it? Well, there you go. You say you were forced; but how many orgasms did you have? Did you ever once say no or stop; no, not once." I went on to tell her the lies started as far back as her niece's wedding. On our cruise, she had fucked Barry and Jean in their suite several times, she had seduced Tom Anderson probably having him fuck her in the ass too, she had seduced Sue to get Jake and her to fuck her, she had fucked at least one of her co-workers, she had snuck off to her Aunt Paula's place with her sister to fuck some more strangers, and now all these strange men. I gave her the manila envelope with copies of all the material I knew about telling her to take some time to look back at all she had done; and that was just the stuff I knew about. I told her she needed to fuck as many men and women as many times in as many ways as it took to get herself all fucked out. Then, when she had had enough and was ready to settle down again, she should contact me and we would see if there was any reason to get back together. About that time, the police car pulled up in front of our house. I told her she needed to speak with the officer. As she was talking with the officer, I took the garage door remote off of the driver's visor of her Buick and used it to open the garage door. I took the three suit cases out of the garage and put them into her car keeping the remote. I did put my set and the spare set of keys to her car on the passenger's seat. As I stood by the car, I could hear the officer telling her the first set of papers were the legal separation papers giving me sole temporary possession of the house; the second set was a restraining order. If she came into my house, to my place of business, or with 100 feet of me for the next year without arranging it ahead of time through our lawyers or him, she would be arrested, she would go to jail, and she would be fined $2500. He would do it himself. He asked her if she really understood that because he really would do it. When she said she understood, he told her she needed to get in her car and leave. I was just closing the front door behind me when I heard her car backing out of the driveway. In the envelope with the CDs I had included a letter telling Barb if she needed anything else to get buy to contact Sue who would contact me and we would arrange to get her what ever she needed. When she got a place of her own, she could contact Sue to arrange for some of the furnishings. It was almost two weeks later when I heard from Sue. Barb had contacted her. She wanted some more of her clothes and all of the rest of her shoes. She had told Sue her boss, Fred, had been fucking her in his office since that night. One day, he had stripped her naked and was fucking her in the ass over his desk when he called Jennifer, her ditzy coworker everyone believed he had been having a long time affair with, into his office. When Jennifer entered his office, he told her to lock the door and come over to his desk. He told her to look at his cock in Barb's ass. He went on to tell her if she wanted to continue being there, she would never refuse to let him fuck her ass ever again. Then, he told her to take off all her clothes, put some lubricant in her ass and get over his desk or quietly leave his office and go back to her desk. Barb watched the younger red head take her clothes off and get her ass ready as Fred continued to slowly thrust his hard cock into her ass. When Jennifer was bent over his desk next to Barb, he pulled his cock out of Barb's ass and moved over to put the head of his cock into Jennifer's virgin ass. As he fucked deeper and deeper into her ass, he told her it was as good as he always knew it would be. After he came up Jennifer's butt, he pushed Barb to her knees and shoved his cock into her mouth. As Barb sucked and licked his cock, he told Jennifer to take notes for future reference. Barb had told Sue she had been staying with Stan and his wife but she was going to have to find somewhere else to live as his wife was getting jealous. Evidently, Stan was paying too much attention to Barb and not enough to his wife. The next time I was contacted about Barb was about two months later by the local police department. An unconscious woman had been found in a motel room in the city. The abandoned car in their lot was tracked back to my address. They thought the woman might be my wife, Barb. She was in a coma as a result of a sexual trauma. They weren't sure if was a gang bang rape / assault or some kind of prostitution thing. They arranged for me to meet the city police at the trauma center to make the ID. She had some tattoos I had never seen before; but yes, it was her. Evidently, someone had stuck his cock so far down her throat for so long she not only couldn't breathe but she began to gag. By the time he had come in her throat, some of his sperm and some of her regurgitated stomach contents ended up going into her lungs. When she had fallen to the floor unconscious everybody in the motel room had run out leaving her there on the floor to die. She didn't die but she was found laying there in a coma the next morning. The doctors said there was enough fecal material in her stomach which ended up in her lungs to cause a massive infection on top of the acid pneumonia caused by the stomach acid. All together it had compromised her ability to get enough oxygen to her brain. The doctors were guessing she had sustained enough brain damage she would probably have multiple severe handicaps if she survived the coma. After four weeks in the hospital, Barb was stable enough to be moved to a long term care facility. I visit her there two or three times a week and sit with her for a couple of hours. I have been sitting beside her bed telling her the story of how it all came to this as best I know it. I guess I am trying to make sense of it all. There really isn't any. I do obviously still really care for Barb; I always have. And, in a way, I still love this woman. There is a part of me which still remembers her the way it used to be; although, I would never live with her again under any circumstances. Barb is here as a consequence of many of her own bad choices in conjunction with some bad choices of other people. I suspect some of the bad choices may have been mine too even though I had nothing to do with this last series of events. I realize as betrayed, hurt, and angry as I was, I never believed Barb deserved this. Because of the legal separation, I am not liable for her hospital or long term care expenses; the state is taking over all that. The state is also beginning to pursue her assets as in half of our assets; like half of our house equity. They were looking to take her 401K and savings but she evidently emptied all that out after she lost her job. No one seems to know where in the hell all that money went. They are making sure I don't have it or know where it is and I don't. Once a month, Ruth, Barb's mother, comes down for a few days to visit her here in the center. Her father is so horrified at what she did and how she got here, he won't have anything to do with her. Her sister Betty has visited Barb a couple of times; but she has nothing to do with me. She insists this is all my fault. She has conveniently forgotten all about her scheming with Barb behind my back and then taking her to Paula's place. She sure as hell wasn't interested in listening to anything about that. Barb's mother stays with me at the house when she visits. Yes, she wears her housecoats at home and we do nude coffee on the deck in the mornings. We hold each other at night. We are trying to support and help each other through all this. In this matter, we only have each other. It is more than just sex. We have talked and with Burt's declining health, she would probably end up moving in with me some time after he died to be closer to Barb; yeah, and me too. Let's face it; I am not interested in ever getting married to anyone ever again. We could make this work for as long as it might last. So, there it is. Life is messy; enjoy what you have while you have it. The only thing you can count on is change. Everything will change one way or the other; only time will tell.